A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 33

Adelaide’s POV

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“I did send a letter to Lycan Erasmus, imitating Craig’s handwriting, but he saw through it. Alpha Lance, do you believe me?” I asked.

“Prunella’s info is reliable. But Lycan Erasmus doesn’t quite get lone wolves without a pack, except for Craig,” he said.

I didn’t expect him to know so much about the Warscar Training Camp.

My heart, which had been in my throat the whole journey, finally eased a bit.

Only then did I realize how exhausted I was. My legs trembled, and I plopped down on a folding chair, forgetting all about etiquette.

It had been two years since I’d last gone through days of nonstop running. Plus, my wolf form after shifting wasn’t as strong as it used to be back at the training camp.

Alpha Lance grinned, showing his white teeth. “Tired, huh? How many days did it take you to get here?”

“Five,” I panted, my throat raw as if stuffed with prickly straw. “I’m fine.”

“Amazing!” His eyes flashed with approval. He bellowed outside, “Get some food ready!”

Immediate, thunderous acknowledgments came from outside.

him, I quickly said, “Aren’t you going to figure out a strategy? Or send for reinforcements

his long

we need to recruit more wolf

gaze, he said, “You did right to come here in person. If it were just a messenger, I might not have had time to deploy. I’ll have someone take

copper nails rattling from the force. My elongated nails scraped my chest plate, sparking blue–purple

the wolf hairs on my neck exploded into

solidified, and the embers from the bonfire burst into scarlet

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now. By the way, he should have returned to the Bloodmoon Pack. Why send you, a Luna, to deliver

His words stunned me.

border affairs, but how did he even know

become the Luna of the Bloodmoon Pack but was unaware that the Frostfang Pack had been wiped

silence for a moment, then looked up and asked, “Aren’t you curious why the Western Tribes allied with the

that he believed me so easily. Even Lycan Erasmus had doubted

Lance reached up and scratched his matted beard, his knuckles sinking

furrowed even more, yet his eyes gleamed fiercely like a wild beast’s. “The victory at Bloodscar was fishy from the start. I’ve already sent people to investigate

instead asked, “Why do you think the victory was

“In this battle, your two uncles were casualties, and Alpha Zander was critically injured. The reinforcements were Ulrik, but with his limited combat experience, he followed Alpha Zander’s orders to burn the enemy’s food storage–a mere delaying tactic. Yet supposedly, a mere

analysis filled me with

warrior with decades of battle experience could use the wolf’s unique keen intuition to see